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Issue: 912 | 28th day of Hiding, Y22 |
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"Uma's Ummagines" by pigeons707
Umamarie the Desert Usul looked out from the highest step of the Words of Antiquity shop on to the main square of Qasala. She was at once taken by the landscape in hues of brown and yellow, a sandy sea of Neopians draped in lightly coloured robes as shields against the unrelenting sun, and pointed towers that reached toward the sky. She also noted how, every few streets apart, endearing onion domes sat perched atop some buildings. Unlike at her home on Guild Street in Neopia Central, the wind was not strong. What gentle breeze that did exist rustled her robes ever so slightly, creating the effect that she was dancing. Her plushie Snarhook, always so faithfully beside her sandals, matched the light blue details of her robes.
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